Saturday Song Salute

I started typing this at 11:51pm, so it still counts as Saturday, which means I can squeeze in a Saturday Song Salute. Let's fly back in time to 1979 and give kudos to a well known band called Dire Straits. The album is Communique, the song I've chosen is Portobello Belle. I enjoy the way the song starts off acoustic and then kicks into electric, gradually building other instruments as it goes. Overall, you can't top a melody as catchy as this one, and the upbeat lyrics about a girl he misses are perfect lines to sing along to. I love this song. I listen to it with great frequency, it stays beautiful each and every time. If you are listening to Portobello Belle for the first time, you're in for a real treat. Stick those earbuds in and click play below:

Portobello Belle by Dire Straits

Bella donna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the off beat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes
And yes her Jeans are tight now
She gonna travel light now
She's gonna tear up all her roots now

She got a turn up for the boots now
Yeah she thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yes and he do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle

She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Yeah, the blind man singing Irish
He gets his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Upon a time he could have made her, made her
Yeah, she thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
Ah, but the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yeas and do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle

Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck there is a rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she get the reggae rumble
Bella donna's in the jungle
But she is no garden flower
There is no distress in the tower
Oh, bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll
She don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
Yes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle